The Perfect Race
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We can't always see past the blinds placed before us, it takes someone else to lift the shade and bring the sun.
In the distant future, the collapsed world rebuilt and strict laws were put in place to be followed. Created with these laws was the perfect race. A type of people who live in luxury. The race being deemed the Gens by the ones who don't fit in that category. Gens meaning genetically chosen. Genetically chosen to be successful and powerful, to succeed.
Obtaining half of these features makes you a Half Blood. And obtaining none makes you an outsider.
Torren is a Gen. His parents wealthy and powerful. His life similar to every other gen blunder by the truth. But what happens when he overhears his parents planning to kill his brother and meets someone he was never supposed to. When the mask is lifted the truth is revealed. And he's the only one who can end it.
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